Depression Poems
#depression
Depression takes a person beyond feelings of sadness, to a very dark and lonely place. Poetry about depression offers the reader a glimpse into this darkness and isolation. Depression is a serious mental disorder. A creative outlet, like writing poetry, can offer relief to some sufferers.
PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
Today 2:40pm
Today 2:40pm
life
visions of suicide, occupy my mind; most folks look to the future-i'm thinking about tonight;
discouraged by what i see, going on in life; i want to believe in peace, but people like me die....
looking for some kind of high to get by; im feeling hopeless like tupac said in his rhymes
if you're not a busy body working a 9 to 5; then you're not counted amongst those whom are alive....
treated as such, when you're not wanting for much; everything material-got people just...
discouraged by what i see, going on in life; i want to believe in peace, but people like me die....
looking for some kind of high to get by; im feeling hopeless like tupac said in his rhymes
if you're not a busy body working a 9 to 5; then you're not counted amongst those whom are alive....
treated as such, when you're not wanting for much; everything material-got people just...
#depression
#FreeVerse
#MentalHealth
#escape
#FeelingTrapped
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CeeCee-Elaine
Poem Published
16th May 2022 00:35am
16th May 2022 00:35am
Unlovable
I find it hard to believe that I was ever meant for love.
Faking my tears when friends insisted on watching the notebook.
And okay, P.S, I love you.
At least, I'm pretty sure I think I do.
The feeling of two hearts beating, but mine just never seeming to keep rhythm.
The back and forth, and the shiver of switching temperatures.
The swooshing within the depths of my gut. I'm seasick.
It's always easiest to put on that
award winning performance.
Save the tears for my private show.
When no one is there to judge them for missing...
Faking my tears when friends insisted on watching the notebook.
And okay, P.S, I love you.
At least, I'm pretty sure I think I do.
The feeling of two hearts beating, but mine just never seeming to keep rhythm.
The back and forth, and the shiver of switching temperatures.
The swooshing within the depths of my gut. I'm seasick.
It's always easiest to put on that
award winning performance.
Save the tears for my private show.
When no one is there to judge them for missing...
#love
#depression
#regret
#loneliness
#disappointment
48 reads
1 Comment
Cb2806
Christy
Christy
Poem Published
15th May 2022 6:46am
15th May 2022 6:46am
Depression
Darkness like the ocean deep,
Has come to claim my soul.
Once more it drags me under,
It swallows me completely whole.
Its tentacles of fear sweep ore me,
Blinding sight and stealing breath.
Until the only thoughts inside
Are of fear sadness pain and death.
Cocooned in blackness
I lay asleep.
Prayers are short feeble attempts
To reach God from the deep.
I go unheard,
I go unseen,
I lay lost in my world,
Of a lonely in-between.
Can anybody hear me?
I am screaming loud and clear.
I...
Has come to claim my soul.
Once more it drags me under,
It swallows me completely whole.
Its tentacles of fear sweep ore me,
Blinding sight and stealing breath.
Until the only thoughts inside
Are of fear sadness pain and death.
Cocooned in blackness
I lay asleep.
Prayers are short feeble attempts
To reach God from the deep.
I go unheard,
I go unseen,
I lay lost in my world,
Of a lonely in-between.
Can anybody hear me?
I am screaming loud and clear.
I...
#anxiety
#depression
#MentalHealth
34 reads
2 Comments
Moonfire-Lark
Poem Published
14th May 2022 6:11pm
14th May 2022 6:11pm
Business Of Hurt
It's a disguise of sweet surrender
Set to place you in false comfort
Makes a scenario that's deep, intense
To make a business based on your hurt
And old honors are fading by...
Set to place you in false comfort
Makes a scenario that's deep, intense
To make a business based on your hurt
And old honors are fading by...
#depression
#betrayal
#hurt
39 reads
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u53l355
Poem Published
14th May 2022 5:34pm
14th May 2022 5:34pm
We are pty LTD
You can fall a thousand times before somebody will put their hand out to help you off the ground , it's that previous thousand times when you had to get yourself up that has built you stronger than ever. You are a product of your own creation, how you market that is the most important choice you will ever have to make, you can sell quality but be aware quality comes at a cost , while cheap dosnt last and often comes as a ripped off bootleg . Work harder for quality , sell quality and don't buy cheap knock off's.
#depression
#hope
#SelfReflection #SelfWorth
#SelfReflection #SelfWorth
35 reads
2 Comments
Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
14th May 2022 1:36pm
14th May 2022 1:36pm
Lost Spark
Stop trying tricks. You are throwing on me bricks.
The waters of my heart are really deep,but bloody.
In it is my dead body. Its skin is so dry,you can't even cry.
The organs are full of cockroaches. But the history is why it's like this.
Oh,how I miss being a child.
Now there are bloody tissues all over the room.
They have spots of trauma.
I'm sure I lost the spark. My scale of self esteem is black.
I wore shoes of spikes inside them.
One day I will remake them. Please,grab me some love from the store.
A black...
The waters of my heart are really deep,but bloody.
In it is my dead body. Its skin is so dry,you can't even cry.
The organs are full of cockroaches. But the history is why it's like this.
Oh,how I miss being a child.
Now there are bloody tissues all over the room.
They have spots of trauma.
I'm sure I lost the spark. My scale of self esteem is black.
I wore shoes of spikes inside them.
One day I will remake them. Please,grab me some love from the store.
A black...
#sadness
#anxiety
#depression
#dark
#LifeStruggles
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u53l355
Poem Published
14th May 2022 7:39am
14th May 2022 7:39am
Mental Breakdown poem
I feel my mind slipping away like a melting icecube on on a slab of polished concrete in the sun .
A night out of self abuse an mental disfunctions brings the worst out in a person.
The drink , the girls , the pointless hookups trying to fill the void that my heart once used to reside before she tore it from my chest ,
Playing catchup on lost time , time that I know true and well I can't get back, I don't want it back , I cherished every moment with her ,
The thought of biting down on the cold barrel of a shotgun brings me solice , knowing that that it all ends , one...
A night out of self abuse an mental disfunctions brings the worst out in a person.
The drink , the girls , the pointless hookups trying to fill the void that my heart once used to reside before she tore it from my chest ,
Playing catchup on lost time , time that I know true and well I can't get back, I don't want it back , I cherished every moment with her ,
The thought of biting down on the cold barrel of a shotgun brings me solice , knowing that that it all ends , one...
#depression
#breakup
#suicide
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection
79 reads
2 Comments
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
14th May 2022 6:15am
14th May 2022 6:15am
Rebuilding From Sorrow's Ashes
don't
watch me
cry
just
walk
away
the
body racking
sobs
will be
too
much
hugs won't
stem the
sorrow
the sadnees
a river
rapid
my pain
will soon
wash away
then the
gluing
begins
watch me
cry
just
walk
away
the
body racking
sobs
will be
too
much
hugs won't
stem the
sorrow
the sadnees
a river
rapid
my pain
will soon
wash away
then the
gluing
begins
#sadness
#depression
50 reads
5 Comments
RagingFlames
Poem Published
13th May 2022 8:58pm
13th May 2022 8:58pm
Almost 15 years… gone
When it happened
I wasn’t sure what to do?
I laughed it off
Then screamed on day two.
In my mind
It wasn’t that bad
But just a few words
Made them so fucking mad.
I stayed up for days
Crying and screaming
I hoped and prayed
That it wasn’t real and I was just dreaming
“We can still fix this”
“We can still fix this”
I was frantic
Trying not to forget this
*blocked*
I was so scared
So afraid
Unprepared
And in so much pain
Months later
Still I try
Call...
I wasn’t sure what to do?
I laughed it off
Then screamed on day two.
In my mind
It wasn’t that bad
But just a few words
Made them so fucking mad.
I stayed up for days
Crying and screaming
I hoped and prayed
That it wasn’t real and I was just dreaming
“We can still fix this”
“We can still fix this”
I was frantic
Trying not to forget this
*blocked*
I was so scared
So afraid
Unprepared
And in so much pain
Months later
Still I try
Call...
#sadness
#depression
#BestFriend
#relationships
#hurt
49 reads
2 Comments
Fishmander
Poem Published
13th May 2022 8:02pm
13th May 2022 8:02pm
Monophobia
Teddy bears and toys
Paper sack to dull the noise
Feeling like a mannequin
Posed still in the void
In the wilds of scampish ghosts
In the gaze of deepest cold
I'm all alone, all alone
Tick-tick rings the clock
Where am I now-I've forgot
Hissing like a TV screen
Frantic and distraught
In pale streets of lullabies
In tall buildings plagiarized
I'm all alone, all alone
In labyrinths strangely schemed
In the space of fractured dreams
I found you.
Rocking chairs and suits ...
Paper sack to dull the noise
Feeling like a mannequin
Posed still in the void
In the wilds of scampish ghosts
In the gaze of deepest cold
I'm all alone, all alone
Tick-tick rings the clock
Where am I now-I've forgot
Hissing like a TV screen
Frantic and distraught
In pale streets of lullabies
In tall buildings plagiarized
I'm all alone, all alone
In labyrinths strangely schemed
In the space of fractured dreams
I found you.
Rocking chairs and suits ...
#depression
#dark
#betrayal
#fiction
#fear
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faithmairee
Poem Published
13th May 2022 10:06am
13th May 2022 10:06am
desiree
she was just a child
at her momma'a side
combing that coal black hair
until it shined
she asked momma what
does it mean to love
momma said it means to sacrifice
poppa said you know
it's just too late to cry
he's dead and he
never should've died
it was a bullet in
his head his momma cried
it was bound to happen anyway
all she ever wanted
was to love him
all he ever did
was look her way
now she cries out in
the middle of the night
lord, his dying
must be...
at her momma'a side
combing that coal black hair
until it shined
she asked momma what
does it mean to love
momma said it means to sacrifice
poppa said you know
it's just too late to cry
he's dead and he
never should've died
it was a bullet in
his head his momma cried
it was bound to happen anyway
all she ever wanted
was to love him
all he ever did
was look her way
now she cries out in
the middle of the night
lord, his dying
must be...
#depression
#death
#suicide #despair
#suicide #despair
96 reads
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TrueLover
Meganne
Meganne
Poem Published
13th May 2022 4:13am
13th May 2022 4:13am
Afraid of the dark
You claimed to be afraid of a broken heart.
What you were really afraid of is,
the dark.
The dark side of humanity where depression lies.
Where tears fall and souls cry.
Pleading for a hand to hold,
from any watching eye.
I know that its terrifying to face reality,
but its very real and needs to be addressed.
You ran away like I was demonically possessed.
But I’m just depressed.
What you were really afraid of is,
the dark.
The dark side of humanity where depression lies.
Where tears fall and souls cry.
Pleading for a hand to hold,
from any watching eye.
I know that its terrifying to face reality,
but its very real and needs to be addressed.
You ran away like I was demonically possessed.
But I’m just depressed.
#depression
#rejection
#hurt
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